Yung Ma**ina - f**in' 101 lyrics

[Intro: Mike The Crack] She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then Girl let's f** again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then And again and again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then Girl let's f** again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then And again and again [Hook: Yung Ma**ina (Guala)] Girl let me teach you how to f** Grab your neck and pin you up Put you up against the wall Baby come up out them draws And let me teach you how to f** ‘cause you been f**ing with them lames Shawty I ain't with them games I'ma beat it out the frame Let me teach you how to f** [Verse 1: Yung Ma**ina] That p**y gripping like pliers on the dick, Money Mike and Damon But I can handle that lil' cat, sh** I been known for lion taming Nice and slow – Thugga Raymond, or fast like she can't eat No jinx, I knock that wood on her a**, now she can't speak ‘til I say, straight 5 play, then go and get the ice tray And now she tell her friends that don't nobody do it like Trey See I attack her wall like Paul, hitting sideway Carlito's cool girl but if we do it my way I'ma lick ya up then pick ya up And put you over the counter – no prescription d** Break you off like a ticket stub God damn we made a mess, time to hit the tub [Hook] [Bridge: Yung Ma**ina (Guala)] Let me teach ya, Patron and some reefer R. Kelly out the speakers, baby let me teach you (Can I teach you? Can I teach you?) Can I eat ya? And baby can I beat ya? Take ya deeper when I freak ya baby gone let me teach ya how to f** (Can I eat you? Can I beat it too?) [Verse 2: Mike The Crack] She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then Girl let's f** again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then And again and again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a, that's why she f** me then Everytime she think about this dick, she wanna f** again Got me busting nuts again, 5 in the morning I'm on it, she on it, I want it, you know I'ma put it down, put it down like it's hot, hot, hot, hot I'ma put it down, put it down like it's hot, hot, hot Come here let me teach ya how to f** [Hook] [Bridge] [Verse 3: Ro Dawg] Girl that p**y keep calling me an I'm gon' answer She say she want her a** to grow well baby I'll enhance ya I love the way your booty talk in them pink pajamas Plus she got her Vickie's on, smelling Tropicana Grand slam, homerun, you made it to the 3rd base She say she want to f** a real n***a well come and f** me I might just have to eat it before I beat it so you can s** me R. Kelly on these hoes, what's up with that foreplay? First I wanna meet it then greet it so I can beat it And damn girl you fine over there smelling like peaches Make me wanna s** on you like you was some leeches Got my eyes rolling back like your boy was geeking – Damn! [Hook] [Bridge] [Outro: Mike The Crack] She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then Girl let's f** again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then And again and again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then Girl let's f** again She ain't never f**ed a real n***a that's why she f** me then And again and again